This morning I woke up and my heart filled with dread,
I knew it was Monday and I had to leave bed.
I crawled to the shower and washed myself clean,
And prepared for a day with people, all mean.
I was all dressed for school, all ready to go,
Then I felt something that really hurt on my nose.
I looked in the mirror and what did I see?
A pimple on my nose, the size of a tree!
I squeezed and I squeezed, and to my dismay
It did not pop, but started to say.
“Hey, what are you doing, I’m in charge now,
I’ve conqured your nose, and next is your brow.”
“Your finished, your done, its over,”, I said
My day won’t be ruined by an ugly whitehead.
I squash and poked with all of my might,
And the worst part about it was, it started to fight!
We struggled and struggled for what seemed like forever,
And I wish I’d never started this crazy endevor.
I finally won, I got what I wished,
The stupid little pimple was finally squished.
I knew it was over, but I just couldn’t look,
‘Cause the mirror in front of me was covered with gook.
So that’s my story, a bit strange I admit,
Just hope that you never get a big talking zit!
Story by Ryan Keefer coming soon....
Hello, my name is Ladka. Thank you very much.
My story is this...
One day I woke up, or so I thought!
I was at school, but it was night
time and there weren't any kids or
teachers. But I did see a big red
truck parked by my second period
class. All of a sudden I saw zombies
coming at me so I decided to get in
the truck and take of. But they were
in front of me so I rammed into them
and started plowing them over, and
then I woke up! HAHA
(inside joke with me and B)
